Urban All-Round Master

Capítulo 1443: Chapter 1477: Romison Kidnaps Nangong Bing

“Bang!”

King Yan descended domineeringly from the roof of the bus, his sharp eyes like lightning.

A faint smile appeared on his indifferent lips, “Are you shocked that my Totem Battle Skill is exactly like yours?”

“The matter between you and me has nothing to do with others! I hope everyone here can get out alive!” shouted Lin Zifeng.

The combat power of K-4 King Yan was even higher than Lin Zifeng had imagined. Once the two engaged in a fierce battle inside the bus, all the passengers inside would be shaken to death by the vital energy.

“Then let’s see if you have the ability to stop me from killing them!”

Whoosh—

The packed bus compartment was filled with King Yan’s afterimages as he moved, with punch winds howling and vital energy surging.

Lin Zifeng had nowhere to retreat and had to brace himself to retreat to the driver’s seat because there were no passengers there, so they wouldn’t be affected.

“Bang—”

Lin Zifeng was pushed back, his right leg hooked backward to grab the door, maintaining his balance.

“Death God, this is quite a test for you,” said King Yan, with a sly smile appearing on his face. In the narrow bus compartment, neither of them used vital energy or any Totem battle techniques.

It was purely a contest of their physical martial skills. There was no flashy vital energy, no extremely destructive Totem techniques.

It was all about the most primitive physical combat.

Whoosh—King Yan’s footwork was as fast as the wind, kicking towards Lin Zifeng’s head with a whoosh.

Lin Zifeng leaned his upper body back, the fierce wind from the kick brushing past the tip of his nose—

The fierce vital energy made the tip of Lin Zifeng’s nose ache intensely.

“Good! Very good, now take my second move!”

King Yan laughed heartily in delight, immediately hooking his right leg around the bus seat, his body suspended in the air, with his two iron-like fists continuously striking towards Lin Zifeng’s face.

Each punch sent a howling wind that made the eardrums whistle—

Lin Zifeng’s whip leg was like the wind, cracking the air with a loud snap.

“Clang—”

The iron rod in King Yan’s hand was snapped into two by Lin Zifeng’s whip leg, showing how formidable his physical strength truly was.

“Swoosh—” Lin Zifeng reached out and grabbed King Yan’s clothes, then flipped him over to pin King Yan’s body in the driver’s seat, shielding the passengers behind him from harm.

His back was pressed against the iron sheet of the driver’s seat, and King Yan’s iron elbow forcefully hit backward, punching a large hole in the iron sheet behind him.

“Pa-pa-pa…” Lin Zifeng’s leg technique was as fast as the wind, quick as lightning, viciously kicking towards King Yan’s chest.

“Boom—”

King Yan was a step too slow to react and was kicked by Lin Zifeng onto the control panel, his sturdy muscles crushing the components of the control panel behind him.

“Pa-pa-pa—”

Lin Zifeng’s whip leg was like a rushing wind, creating waves of explosive air currents with just one leg, his terrifying physical strength almost invincible.

Coupled with his mastery of Ancient Martial Tai Chi techniques, in close combat, he hardly suffered a loss.

However, King Yan’s skills and martial arts were not far behind Lin Zifeng’s. His five fingers opened and closed like a dragon, slicing through the void, creating countless unclear finger shadows, dazzling the eyes.

The speed was extremely fast, almost impossible to hear any sound,

Before Lin Zifeng could react, a slash appeared on his chest with a swish—

“Slash—”

Unable to dodge, another gash was cut on Lin Zifeng’s sturdy chest by Ling Li’s fingertips, a splash of blood spraying onto the bus seat.